[Doom]

@~Northern_Lights~ | @Empress Of Evil | @Charmer | @~Warriorsfsn101~

( currently suffering from severe writer's block, sorry this is short and lame ; ; )
Dawnfrost was mesmerized by Shinefang’s thought process. He may have been aged, but the wisdom that he gained throughout his years definitely showed. “I think that’s a good idea...might be tricky, but good.” She meowed, gaze slowly wandering around the clearing. Paranoia still lingered in the crevices of her mind. What if someone finds us? What would happen to Auroraflame? What would happen to Shinefang? Her icy pools landed on Owlflame and froze. What would happen to Owlflame? Dawnfrost couldn't imagine what she would do without her silvery friend, despite their lack of time together. It was odd how connected she felt towards Owlflame - it was very rare for her to feel so close to another individual without some given time. While this wasn't the time to admire her beauty, Dawnfrost couldn't help herself. The situation they were in was the reason she hadn't gotten to know Owlflame any better. It was sad. The umber bengal shifted her gaze down at her paws when she saw the familiar marigold gaze drift her way. The war had changed Dawnfrost; nothing felt the same around her and she couldn't get those nasty images of violence out of her head, including the fear that was plastered on her friend’s face. She suddenly felt unwell, as if she were going to faint, but Dawnfrost forced herself to tough out the moment. Taking slow deep breaths, she straightened her posture and lifted her chin in order to listen properly to the group at paw. I need to pay more attention. She thought, trying to regain some life in her paling blue orbs. It was Auroraflame's turn to speak, so she promised her full undivided attention to her.